Max's P.O.V.
Pretty soon, as I had expected, Nick asked me to dance with him.
First, it was just a slow song, and I felt so safe leaning against him in his arms. But I wasn't stupid, I could easily tell that even though we were both happy being here with each other, he was always scanning his eyes like a secret spy as if expecting something.
"Is something wrong?" I asked. Yes, you can probably notify me as a nosy person. So what?
"Nothing," he said a little too quickly. I shrugged which was a little hard, I was tightly wrapped in his arms. We were swaying to the beat, and I let out a sigh of ease.
He smiled. A full one this time. I smiled back.
"I don't know enough about you Nick. It seems like you always have something more," I told him the truth. That's what 'really really good friends' do right?
"You know a lot about me," he stated simply. I frowned. I was going to let it past this time, because I was so comfortable right now.
A nice ten minutes later, the song finally ended, and there was a mood swing. They played this really loud rock song, and everyone was jumping up and down crazy.
I laughed hallucinating, seeing Nick actually jumping up and down.
"You know, I play the guitar," he said. I laughed.
"And this is coming from a guy who could barely manage to play basketball?" I joked.
"Hey, I came from the other side of the continent," he retorted.
"You should play the guitar for me something then," I said mending his oh-so great self ego.
"Yeah anytime…that sounds so sweet doesn't it, I mean it sounds like—." He couldn't finish sentence. I think he choked somehow…on thin air? He was still calm, but those black eyes betrayed his true emotions, something was definitely wrong.
"What's up?" I asked.
"What's up? Well, that's a funny question to ask Max," he said. What? "Oh no, not here," he said.
"What's going on? What do you mean—." He quickly seized me by my wrist and he pulled me out of the crowd.
"What the heck Nick!" I yelled, and he swung me around so I was nose to nose with him.
"I love you Max," he whispered, and he kissed me passionately for about a millisecond putting his hand at the back of my head and grabbing some strands of my blond hair. "Sorry. You met the wrong kind," he said. And he was off leaving me to linger in his touch.
I looked around panicking. Where had he gone? I wanted to scream out his name, but knew he wouldn't be able to hear me through all this noise.
His touch was hard, but gentle and his taste was so…I couldn't comprehend the words, and just gave up.
I grabbed my purse by the table and started running in the general direction of where he had gone. Apparently, he was the nature type, and he had run off in the little woods over by the edge of the beach. Oh whatever.
I ran as fast as I could; I really did. My flip flops really didn't suit me for this type of recreational spot, but I had to bear with it. Now where could he be?
"Nick! Nick! Where did you go?!" I yelled making a little cup over my mouth. 'You met the wrong kind?' Now that was a strange way of saying 'I want to break up with you,'.
The forest had a little bit of the pale moonlight breaking through, and the thick mass of sharp branches cut through a part of my skin making me grit my teeth together. Then I heard it.
It was like a howl, no it was a cry and a howl, some sort of mix. I spun around on my heels searching for the source of that painful cry.
I'm weird that way. I thought I had seen some sort of wolfish looking creature, and instead of running away, I ran towards it. Curiosity kills the normal average girl. Namely, me.
"Nick?" It was barely a whisper, I was choking on the foggy air in the depth of the forest when I saw the scene.
Nick was…Nick…he was…he…oh my gosh, I felt like I was about to faint. I grabbed on to the nearest tree trunk. Wait, was this a Halloween trick?
Suddenly, everything was forgotten, and my eyes were focused on the scene portrayed before me.
Nick was…hovering. No strings. I gasped and was hyperventilating. What the heck was happening to me?
And the worse thing was that he was being beaten up by…a wolf. But it wasn't just a wolf, it was a wolf with…(gulp) wings? Nick was doing well I guess, I tried to find out where his "wings" were sprouting from, but the maze always ended behind his back.
"Nick?" I tried again testing the atmosphere with my hoarse voice. He was in a deep battle, but then he heard me.
He swung around to face me and his expression was of clear, original fear and horror. I couldn't help it, I rubbed my eyes to see if I was dreaming or not. And then the enemy spotted me.
I found my true sanity right there and then. My eyes made a delusional picture of my boyfriend Nick flying with huge black wings and him fighting this freakish wolfish looking creature: blood thirsty.
I didn't know how I did it, but his face caught my attention, he looked like a young boy behind all that fur and nuzzle. I tried to call him 'cute' but then I ended up shaking, irredeemably laughing.
"Max! Run!" Nick was yelling to me. I couldn't think, I was immobilized right there and then and if he was expecting me to run, he would have been better off asking himself 'where the heck did I get these wings'?
"Hello Max," a coarse husky voice said, and I realized it was coming from the wolf. In my immobilized state, all I did was staring at it.
"Uh…Nick?" I questioned. I then realized how much he was hurt. He was kneeling on the ground breathing laboriously with blood seeping out of his arm. That shook me awake and I ran over by his side.
"Nick!" I yelled and attempted to run, but instead was tripped by the wolf looking thing. He caught me before my face splattered on the ground.
I struggled involuntarily being a good girl. I kicked and screamed and punched him, but he seemed to have some sort of a metal covering, a layer of his skin that was hard as steel. The last thing I knew, I was seeing Nick's horrified face as I was rubbing my knuckles furiously.
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There were some confusion about Fang using the word 'confuzzled'. I'm really sorry about that, it just came out, because I use it sometimes, and I forgot to 'be the character'. I will try not to do that again. Thanks for those who reminded me because you noticed!
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